And instead of accepting the situation gratefully, he felt vaguely hurt! One evening in September a proa rasped in upon the beach. “Gellett,” he called, “just come and clear up a mess, will you? I’ve smashed some things. “Hospital? What for? What’s the matter with me?” Courtlaw’s voice sank to a whisper. . ‘Up, Jacques, up,’ she ordered. ‘What do you say of these troops?’ ‘You see, we’re militia. Let us walk about.
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